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Aug 3

How, were
and're not.

How, unbelievable I had
a brother...and now I've not.

The world turned and somehow
you got off.

Death, that
great Exit door.

I have seen you dead
and still - believe it not.

I follow in the footsteps
of your dying

speak your name
making you

come alive again
if only in sound

living upon my lips.

You forever my brother
despite what...Death says. in my mind.
It's yours!

See with my eyes!
I'll share with you

what you can never

Be me!
Every now and then.

I've got life
enough for two.

Carry you through
all the world.

Carry you through
all the days that remain.

The price of this
great love.

This ...
great pain.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
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